[color=deepskyblue] August quickly wiped the sweat off of his forehead. His breathing was becoming heavy; breathing in through the nose and out the mouth was a certain way of continuing his sprint. It was one thing to run for long periods of time, but to also dodge enemy fire? The task at hand was starting to become a vigorous exercise.

 The speedster kept glancing to the side. He kept seeing the pirates fall from the crew from before. He was glad that they kept to their end of the plan. He didn't actually trust the others and he pretty much put a lot on the line. August agreed to be bait when he had no guarantee if the others were going to help. It was sweat off his back knowing he wasn't alone in this battle.

 August yelped when he felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. Keeping his pace, he realized a bullet had grazed his shoulder. He had became distracted by his own thoughts. The speedster had noticed where the line of fire was coming from. Gritting his teeth, August made a swift turn and headed over to the culprit while preparing for a dynamic punch![/color]